Me, Myself and Catherine

By cspeakman

Winters evening

Driving sleet. If not sleet, then drizzle. Fiercely cold wind. Damply clinging. No comforts here. Nothing even bracing or exhillarating about it. Just hunker down and get out of it as fast as possible.
Better to be beside the fire this evening.

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